From the depth of October I stab at thee....

     Attention grabber no? It is a derivation from the last sentence that Captain Ahab ever speaks, I have never read the book.  Not a huge fan of symbolism literature.  Still a good quote.
     Good Morning.  Coffee and I here.  Debating about putting up pictures of my coffee mugs weekly, but that would be a whole lot. Okay why'd I start the blog that way, first it sounds kind of cool.  Second it is October.
     Not sure if it was here, but somewhere I recorded that October is the month that is always out to get me.  I am not a superstitious soul.  I've a black cat that regularly crosses my path.  Walking under ladders no problem.  Yes I've a picture in my attic.  More literature reference, to early?
     Anyway, Friday night, no real plans just go home and relax.  Broke.  I lit a cigar and somewhere along the way I got a flat tire.  I had no choice but to change it.  Went well, felt great to do it myself, was happy.  Got back in my car with the doughnut on, grease soaked hands wiped, finished my smoke on the loooong ride home.  Nothing especially notable about Friday night.
     Decided to go to sears near the mall Saturday morning.  Hadn't been there in years.  Of course my cell phone needed charging and wasn't charged yet.  So I left it home.  They seemed aghast that I didn't want a ride, said I, I'll walk through the mall if I get bored.
     Dropped the car, agreed on a tire and went back outside.  It was a Sun Drenched day, in the mid 50's, light breeze, simply gorgeous.  It was now that I swore under my breath, I should have brought a cigar.  It was about 10:30.  You see, I'd made up my mind, I needed a walk and walked home.
     Not boring you with every detail, let's just say it was glorious.  Glorious because I could do it.  Glorious because of the weather.  Glorious because it felt awesome.  I enjoyed every moment of it.  Got home, brother in law blinks at me, "that was fast"  I said car is at Sears.  He looked out the window and asked how I got home, told him, "walked". 
     Turns out in the interim of the hour or so it took me to walk 2 miles, guess the treadmill at work doesn't lie, Sears had called.  My car was ready.  He obliged and gave me a ride back up to the mall.
     Picked up car, and had a smoke in my car.  Really nothing memorable about Saturday other than that.